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and they were roommates {pt 2} | todoroki

todoroki shouto x female roommate!reader

Synopsis: Roommates are never easy to deal with, but when you start sleeping with your hot new roommate, remember that being in denial never helps.

warnings: lap dance, implied smut, drinking, and angst

word count: 2,693

A/N: here it is part two!!!! just some nice angst before we finally get some actual smut next part :D it's also my first time writing a lap dance so... please dont laugh at it LOL alright anyways, enjoy!

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You woke up with a head-pounding hangover with the sun beating down on your face, the chirping birds and the sounds of traffic seeming to continue to create an unwanted agitation. What had happened last night? You moaned in pain as you sat up in your bed, watching as your sheets fell from your naked body, and your jaw dropped as the images from last night reeled in your mind like some entertainment show.

You had slept with your roommate.

You fucked Shouto!

You froze again, since when did you call your roommate by anything other than his last name, with the obligatory "san" attached to the name. "Oh my god, oh my god..." You hissed as you stumbled out of your bed, immediately pulling a shirt and shorts on, as you saw your clothes discarded in opposite corners of your room. Why the fuck were your clothes taken off with such force?

Blood rushed to your cheeks as you remembered the way you had been lewdly calling and moaning last night as Shouto held you close with one arm, the other using the bed frame as support. You picked up the dirty bra, leggings, and panty's from last night and threw it into your hamper as you covered your face.

Shaking your head in a failed attempt to erase the memories of last night from your mind, you walked to the door. You hesitated as your fingers grasped the doorknob between your fingers. You never wanted Shouto to be working before, and you caught yourself hoping that for the first time he wouldn't be here. It was a mistake to have slept with him, and you acknowledged that. He was your roommate, no matter how attracted you were to him, sleeping with him was going to eventually become woeful to deal with.

Besides, it was just going to be a one night stand, and the rule with one night stands was that you would never see that person ever again. Well, including the unofficial-official rule of not sleeping with your roommate, you had managed to break two major life rules in one night. But, if you were being honest, you wanted more–nope, you curse, do not say it.

Opening the door, you peeped your head out, your eyes scanning the hallway and saw the bathroom open, and–thankfully– Shouto's room opened as well. You physically relaxed as you walked to the bathroom, feeling sounder than you would have time to gather and then destroy these feelings of lust, and then hopefully, not have to see Shouto because you worked tonight.

As you entered the bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror and cried. There were so many hickies trailing down your neck and stopping well down your cleavage. "Oh, f-fuck..." You stutter momentarily petrified then moving as you frantically get closer to your image. The deep purple and red marks scattered on your body seem to only pop on your skin.

How were you going to murder Shouto for marking you when you did not want to discuss the matter of the two of you sleeping together.

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You walked into the apartment at three in the morning, your mouth dry, heart racing in denied hope that Shouto would be home and would be waiting up to talk. As you locked the door behind you, you saw the hallway lights on and frowned. He was home, but it seemed like he was already asleep, so you stood there in the hallway unsure if you should even attempt to see he was awake. You sighed, retreating into the bathroom and got ready for bed.